Butian Clan

Who can hold up the sky in the torrent of falling heaven and earth? In this ruined civilization, who is asking about destiny? I opened my eyes from the embers of the catastrophe and saw this world: Ancient prophecies, curse patterns, forbidden techniques, sky-repairing stones, dragon-suppressing pillars, black armored soldiers, sky-scrutinizing stars, ancient secret seeds, gaps in the sky... The common world is still alive, and the destiny has never dissipated. This is the legend of a group of "Sky-Repairing Clan".